Fiona Schmidt didn't open her eyes, and it wasn't until she felt she'd rolled a few times that she stopped, her heart clenching and her heartbeat racing.
Even with her eyes closed, she knew the body beneath her was a man's—solid and firm, starkly different from a woman's.
She initially thought it was the horse trainer, but upon opening her eyes, she met a pair of unique amber eyes.
"You..." Fiona looked at Norton Abyss before her; the man was expressionless, even as she pressed down on him, not a trace of discomfort on his face.
She was startled. Although her eyes had been closed just now, she could feel the impact of the collision—it was so intense, even the strongest would be hurt!
Hurt... Fiona was taken aback and quickly climbed off him, half-kneeling beside the man.
"Are you... okay?" Her eyebrows knitted, completely forgetting the fury during their race earlier, her eyes filled with concern.
